Harry Potter’s Defense Professor

At Christmas, Muggles should also hide at home and eat fire with their families, and the transportation department does not work. There were hardly any people on the street, and only a few shops on both sides were open. The snow on the ground was so thick that not only was no one swept it, but there were even few footprints. It was very comfortable to step on it with a crunch.

The five people just walked side by side.

"I still think he's going to hide the last Horcrux in some reliable Death Eater's house..."

"We've already attacked the Manjik house, and we can't act rashly for a while," Black said. "It's best to figure out which one is the first, and then when you decide to fight back, destroy the Ministry of Magic's energy supply system, and the Faithful Charm will fail. Get it later."

"Well, that's the only way it can be."

"Gidro..." Hermione called him softly, taking his arm.

"What's the matter, dear?" Lockhart followed her to the curb.

"I... just saw a registry..." Hermione blushed and her voice became indistinctly low: "You said when I'm of legal age..."

"Sireth, Hermione and I have something to do. You take them shopping." Lockhart handed Black a note and a stack of pounds. "The list of all the things you need is here. We will gather at the entrance of the supermarket later."

"What are you going to do?" Sirius asked strangely, taking the things.

"Use my surname and use Hermione's first name." Lockhart said, pulling Hermione away under the surprised eyes of the three. "sorry to bother you."

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"I didn't bring enough documents..." Lockhart's cheer made Hermione very happy, but then she became frustrated.

"We are wizards, Hermione," Lockhart said with a smile.

Standing at the door of the registry, Lockhart took out his wand. He didn't want to marry Hermione in someone else's image.

"Wild volatilization." Following the two spells, Hermione and Lockhart quickly returned to their original appearances, holding hands and entering the registry.

"Deal with the marriage certificate." Hermione was too nervous to speak, and Lockhart had to negotiate with the staff.

The woman sitting behind the counter looked languid and looked up at Lockhart: "Look at the sign over there and give me all the required documents. It's for both of you."

Lockhart took out some blank parchments,

Hand it to her and wave her wand at her. Under the influence of the Confusion Charm, the female staff member took a serious look at the blank parchments.

"Fill in this proof." She took out a thick white piece of paper. "And twenty-three pounds."

Lockhart picked up the pen and filled in his information smoothly. When it was Hermione's turn, her hands were shaking so much that she almost couldn't hold the pen, and it took several minutes to complete it.

Edinburgh. December 25, 1997.

Gilderoy Lockhart, 34 years old————[Other information]…

Hermione Jane Granger 18 years old ——[additional information]…

Lockhart handed back the completed form. Brought out £50.

"Gildrow," Hermione grabbed him, "can we pay for the marriage together..."

"Uh, okay, but I don't have three pounds of change." Lockhart glanced at her suspiciously. Maybe Hermione thought that the money from the marriage would represent an equal marriage?

"I have!" Hermione hurriedly took out a roll of money from her pocket, found one for ten pounds and three for one, and handed it to Lockhart.

Lockhart suppressed a laugh and found another ten pounds from his bag. handed to the staff.

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Ten minutes later, with the help of the Confusion Charm, all the procedures were simplified, and the two left the registry.

Hermione took the marriage certificate and looked over and over with joy.

It was like a dream. When she saw this registry for the first time, Hermione was still hesitating whether it was inappropriate to mention it now. married.

"My name is Hermione Jane Lockhart now," she said in a trembling voice, a long-term crush. It finally came to fruition. "I'm so happy, Gilderoy, I'm your wife now..." Hermione's eyes turned red again, and she looked like she was about to cry again.

"Okay, okay. Don't cry~ Xiaoshuishui, come and drink the compound decoction, let's go to Sirius and the others." Seeing Hermione so excited, Lockhart also felt happy. "You are my wife without this note. There are many people in the world who can kill me, but no one can take you away from me."

"Um..." Hermione nodded, choked up. He couldn't help but put his arms around Lockhart and kissed him again.

Lockhart now understands why there are many husbands and wives within the Order of the Phoenix. This kind of friendship that comes from fighting and fleeing together, and the feelings cultivated by opening up to each other, is indeed incomparably steadfast. Marrying Hermione wasn't on impulse or just to keep a promise, but he really decided to cherish and protect Hermione for the rest of his life.

——

"Did you get the certificate?" Blake asked curiously.

"I'm done, please call me Mrs Lockhart now!" Hermione put her arms around Lockhart's arm, so clingy she couldn't shake it off.

"Congratulations, Hermione," said Harry and Albert happily.

"Okay, Mrs. Lockhart, we bought a lot of ingredients this time. You have to hurry up and improve your cooking skills." Blake said with a smile, "Otherwise, I won't recognize you, the Mistress of the Lockhart family. ."

"Hmph, don't eat it if you have the ability, it'll be fine if Gilderoy recognizes me." Hermione wrinkled her nose at him.

"Where are we going next?" Blake changed the subject.

"Arthur said we could go to Bill and Fleur's house for Christmas, and the Burrow was under surveillance," Lockhart said, to whom Arthur had just sent him an invitation. "And Tonks and Lupin will be there too. She's about to give birth."

"We should probably buy some more presents, I guess there will be quite a few people there," Black said hesitantly.

"Good idea, let's go, there's an open door over there."

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They walked tens of meters along the street, preparing to cross the road.

"Slow down, there's a car coming," Hermione called.

A truck drove slowly across the snowy road, making two deep ruts, and all five people avoided the side of the road until it drove past before starting to cross the road.

"What was on that car just now?" Blake asked suspiciously. "Looks like a machete?"

"But who can use such a big machete," Harry suddenly felt a little uneasy, as if he had accidentally discovered some conspiracy: "Did the Muggles collude with the giants?"

"Giants can't use such a big machete. It should be some kind of decoration." Lockhart knows Muggles better than them: "For a giant sculpture."

"Pfft—" Albert couldn't help laughing: "Don't guess, it's a blade, the blade of a wind turbine."

"Harry, didn't you grow up in a Muggle family, why don't you even know this thing." Hermione couldn't help but laugh.

"What is a wind turbine?" Blake asked curiously.

"It's just like an electric fan. You've seen an electric fan, which turns electricity into wind," Hermione explained to him. "The wind turbine is the reverse, turning the natural wind into electricity."

"Muggles are amazing..." Black couldn't help but admire.

"That was nothing," said Albert proudly. "In the United States, the largest wind turbine has a nut the size of a tire."

A few wizards walked into the gift shop on the side of the road in amazement and bought a lot of gifts. They dared not go to Diagon Alley now, but they thought that the Weasleys would also like the gifts from the Muggle world.

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——(To be continued.)